Chapter 76 | Thong?

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My face went red and I watched as he put his hand in and pulled out a bright red bra. With his finger he held it out to me.

"This."

I grabbed it and angrily shoved it under my arm.

"And, this." He said.

He grabbed out a thin, laced black studded string, thong.

He grinned and I snatched it quickly.

"That it?" I asked, my brow turned in anger.

"Yes, now go change, I'll wait." He said and took a step forward to the couch.

I groaned and leaned to grab a tank top, he grabbed my wrist.

"What are you doing?" He asked, watching me as I met his eyes.

"Getting a tank top?" I answered.

"I never grabbed a tank top." He said.

What. What the hell? I can't wear this to class. Does he think I'm just gonna waltz into All Might's class with no tank top? He's gotta be insane.

I laughed. "You're joking. Let me go."

"You wear what I give you. I never gave you a tank top. Put on what you have." He let go of my wrist.

I stared in shock and watched as he stood in wait.

"What?" My mouth gaped.

"Go, you have a class to get to." He visibly fought a smirk off his face.

He's right, I can't fight him right now, I have to go. I took my shoulder, and as hard as I could, shoved past him bashing his arm. He barely flinched and chuckled, walking to the couch.

I'm not a murderer, but hey, who knows, genetics, right? Wouldn't mind killing just one person.

I closed and locked the bathroom door behind me. This is going to be embarrassing, why did I have to lose that fight? I'm strong, what, am I an idiot too? Damn it, this is going to be terrible.

I finished putting everything on pretty quickly but I stared into the mirror and groaned. The thong strings stuck out from the low rise jeans and sat atop the bones on my hips. Trust me I tried tucking it and folding it into my pants but the strings wouldn't stick. The bra was so visible it was like there was no shirt. What the hell? He did this on purpose. Well of course he did this on purpose, imbecile. When did I even buy this skimpy shit? Whatever.

I swung the door open and kept my head down at an angle as I stomped over to Aizawa. I stood in front of the couch and struck my hands out then spun.

"Happy?" I gritted. "This good enough for you?"

I stopped spinning and stood to glare at him. His eyes met mine, then trailed down from my neck, to my chest and hips. I wanted to break this guys neck, I still can't believe I lost to this pervert.

I crossed my hands hiding my chest and stared him in the eyes.

"I guess it'll do." He grinned slyly and got up swiftly, heading to the door.

"Dick." I whispered under my breath.

"Oh and, if you don't remember, I have your contact." He held up his phone as his other hand was on the door knob. "Make sure you read what I tell you."

"Pfft." I scowled.

"I won, mind you." He winked then left.

I turned around and snatched a throw pillow off the couch, chucking it at the window. Giz ran to me and curled around my legs.

"What time is it Giz?" I asked, hiding my anger.

I had 7 minutes before class started.

I quickly bent down to pat Giz then grabbed my bag and swiftly left the apartment.

That self centered arrogant prick can't just expect me to oblige by him. Well, yes for the hundredth time he won, but this is just ridiculous. I need this day to pass quickly, but so far it's going so slow.

Also, what's up with him inviting me to a birthday party? Present Mic's, gets me wondering. He could have invited anybody, why me? Does he plan to embarrass me there? What if I don't do what he says? Will he not give me my earrings back? Damn it, I'll have to see how this turns out. This better not get any more crazy than it is right now.

I physically ran down the hallway, struggling on avoiding kids. It's hard to think about how crazy everything is. This Aizawa guy randomly popped up and now him and I.. him and I what? I don't even know, what does he want from me? What am I to him? He hasn't done anything that has benefitted me. Or has he? I don't know, it's hard to focus on the pros when there's so many cons. He was laughing it up with two annoying chicks, and right after, I got jumped by them. He starved me in his apartment, and he embarrassed me in front of Recovery Girl, multiple times.

That's not it but I'm tired of thinking about him.

I had gotten too into daydreaming while I was running, I clashed into another person.

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